My eldery neighbor is named Mabel.
You see, Mabel is in a wheelchair, & has a live-in doctor, but seems to be as bright & cheerful as anyone I have ever met; Mabel & I got to be fantastic friends while in the midst of quarantine, mostly due to our balconies adjoin one another, & every one of us both liked to sit outside when the weather was nice.
Mabel has some pretty killer arthritis, among many other ailments, but she never complains about any of them, then with fantastic reason, too – Mabel had an obviously endless supply of cannabis at her disposal, and i guess the live-in doctor goes to get it for her, because Mabels isn’t capable of making it to the cannabis dispensary, but holy cow can she smoke! One of the ways that every one of us got to be so close was because Mabel loves to roll up her cannabis into a joint to smoke, & her arthritis prevents her from doing that; Because of her crippled hands she can’t flick a lighter to smoke a bowl of cannabis, so the continuous burn of a joint is her fave way to smoke. Mabel keeps a candle in a lantern on her side table, & uses that to light her joints. I have become her correct joint-roller, & on any given day I will spend an hour twisting cannabis up into a dozen bizarre joints. Mabel will ask myself and others for a unique number, don’t ask myself and others where the number comes from, & then Mabel always breaks myself and others out a big chunk of cannabis for our complications. It’s a win-win situation for us both!